I've seen so much extravagance thus far,
The extraordinary paintings and frescoes
start to blur.

But in this place, I like the feeling
more so than the bible stories
outlined
on the carefully arched ceiling

It's calm with cooled air,
Giving me sanctuary
From all my headaches.

I could fall asleep now
and not care that I never woke.

This is not a religious conversion,
This is a feeling
Caused by centuries of humans being comforted.

I love you now
I think.
Though sometimes
when I kiss you
my thoughts are far away,
squirming out of your embrace.

But when you're gone
I can feel your lip
pulling mine.
Your face, rough
on my neck.

And so I do conclude
I must love you in some truth,
because I miss your sound
and your faintest touch.

I love you now,
I am sure,
and for that moment
when in doubts digressed,
I felt the weight of those seconds
pressed.

But in my pause
it lifted free,
and I felt only you
and me.

I didn't know I loved you then.
Having pushed the idea from my head,
I was startled the other night
As I muttered the words

Not to anyone in particular
just a statement, stumbling from my lips
I didn't know, how I do now--

How you feel closer
Each time I hold your hand on my heart
Feeling your breath follow mine

And though the time I will love you will be short,
You leaving,
It is nice.
Knowing that I loved you
Knowing that you loved me